"Benefactor, don't get too agitated, I mean no harm." Tang Rao immediately waved his hands and said.

Oh boy, how come your face changes so fast, you're almost catching up to me.

"Speak!" Lord of Frost looked menacing, as if ready to strike at any moment.

"Actions speak louder than words, look at this." Tang Rao took out his phone from the Space Token, and opened a video.

When the video appeared, a radiant smile showed up on the screen.

"Hey Jiang Hanshuang, your mom is way out of line, can't she be more reliable?! I'm telling you, if it weren't for Tang Rao taking care of me, your daughter would've starved to death. Let me tell you, this young chap Tang Rao is not bad, nicknamed Tang Laohei, cruel and shameless. Since you're free anyway, why not let Tang Rao woo—"

Tang Rao immediately cut off the video, it was too much, Shangguan Ling didn't speak properly.

Jiang Hanshuang looked stunned.

Then, extending her right arm, she snatched the cell phone from Tang Rao's hand.

"I'll take the phone, giving you back the SIM card." Jiang Hanshuang proficiently pulled out the SIM card and tossed it to Tang Rao.

Tang Rao: "..."

"So, you are Tang Rao, the War King of this generation, not bad." Jiang Hanshuang's gaze softened considerably, even showing a hint of closeness.

"Ha-ha, just a fanciful title... just a fanciful title..." Tang Rao waved his hand, looking unconcerned.

"Thank you for taking care of Xiao Ling." Jiang Hanshuang smiled gently, her beauty touching the heart.

"No worries, actually it's my mom who has been taking care of her. With Xiao Ling around, my mom doesn't bother with me anymore." Tang Rao said with a smile.

With Shangguan Ling as a connection, he could feel that Jiang Hanshuang had obviously let down her guard towards him.

...

Two days later, Tang Rao sat in Jiang Hanshuang's room, gulping down tea.

As for Jiang Hanshuang, she was lying flat on the bed, her chest heaving, dripping with sweat.

"Do you want another go?" Tang Rao turned his head to look at Jiang Hanshuang.

A blush appeared on Jiang Hanshuang's face.

"No need, I'm almost good now." Jiang Hanshuang pursed her lips and said, then got up from the bed, slightly adjusting the clothes on her shoulders.

"Mmm, a few more days of recovery, and the cold poison in your body will be completely cleared." Tang Rao nodded.

What are you thinking? Of course, he was only removing the cold from Jiang Hanshuang's body.

If not promptly removed, such things could only become more troublesome.

"Right, today is the fifth day, time to earn some Blood Spirit Pills. Heh heh, the Ying Clan bunch are such cowards, knew I should have asked for a million Blood Spirit Pills." Tang Rao muttered.

"I'll change my clothes and go with you." Jiang Hanshuang said.

"I've decided, I'm going to ask for a huge amount." Tang Rao grinned, a face full of anticipation.

Jiang Hanshuang chuckled softly, Tang Rao was really an interesting guy.

No wonder Xiao Ling likes him so much, he's indeed different from the average man.

...

Meng Family Hall.

Ying Tianhe, accompanied by Ying XianDa and a group of high-ranking members of the Ying Clan, stood silently inside the hall.

As for the Meng Family, they were even more numerous, completely surrounding the Ying Clan members.

The atmosphere at the scene seemed somewhat tense.

"Old Lady Meng, where is Tang Rao?" Ying Tianhe's patience had worn thin, he had brought his people early in the morning, and it was almost noon but Tang Rao still hadn't appeared.

It should be noted, those hundreds of Ying Clan Members have not awakened yet.

No matter what he tried, nothing worked.

If not for their breathing, one could almost think they were all dead.

"What's the rush." Meng Jiuxuan huffed.

Actually, she was also quite worried.

Not about the Ying Clan creating trouble, but about Tang Rao.

This kid has completely lost contact over the past five days. If he really ended up at the Frost King Palace, he might have already been killed by the Lord of Frost.

That woman, her nature is too unpredictable.

Speaking of which, her talent is even more terrifying than Tang Rao.

In her thirties, she has reached the fusion peak.

Her combat power is overwhelmingly dominant; in a real life-or-death matchup, she's more likely to lose than win.

"Wow... so many people." Outside the hall, a mocking voice rang out.

Everyone was stunned; all turned around and looked outside.

Tang Rao walked in slowly, with a bright smile on his face, still holding two buns in his mouth, one of which was half-eaten, emitting a fragrant meaty aroma.

When it comes to buns, he always prefers the ones with meat filling.

Soon, Tang Rao entered the hall, unceremoniously grabbed a chair, sat down arrogantly, and crossed his legs.

"Tang Rao, I am Ying Tianhe." Ying Tianhe glared at Tang Rao, this kid, so arrogant.

"Oh." Tang Rao responded, then continued to nibble on his bun.

"I said! I am Ying Tianhe!"

Tang Rao suddenly looked up, unhappy, "So you're Ying Tianhe, so what? I'm not deaf, are you crazy to repeat it twice?"

Everyone present: "…"

"Can't even eat a bun in peace, you Ying folks, can you stop being so annoying?" Tang Rao retorted.

Ying Tianhe: "…"

"Tang Rao, he is the Ying Clan King." Meng Jiuxuan said with a smile.

Tang Rao finished his bun, wiped the oil from the corner of his mouth, and patted his chest, feeling a bit choked.

Thump thump thump.

After a few pats, it finally went down.

But Tang Rao pouted, "So you are the Ying Clan King, you made me choke on my bun, the price for the Blood Spirit Pills just went from five hundred thousand to six hundred thousand."

What!

All Ying Clan Members widened their eyes, Tang Rao the little thief was jacking up the price on the spot, utterly outrageous.

Especially Ying Tianhe, furious beyond containment.

"Any objections?" Tang Rao looked at Ying Tianhe, starting to eat the second bun.

"Tang Rao, you think just because you sided with the Meng Family, I can't do anything to you? I'd take you down easily even if it means getting seriously injured." Ying Tianhe roared.

"Threatening me, eight hundred thousand." Tang Rao raised the price again.

Damn, ranting nonsense to me, sooner or later I'll strip you down to nothing.

"Scoundrel!"

"You curse me, one million." Tang Rao stretched out a finger, arrogant and composed.

At this moment, even the people from Meng Family were getting uneasy.

Many still hoped to coexist peacefully with the Ying Clan, after all, if things broke down, it would lead to conflict and casualties.

Nobody wanted to be the unlucky one.

"Everyone, prepare for battle!" Ying Tianhe suddenly waved his hand.

Behind him, all Ying Clan Members drew their weapons, their aura fierce.

"One point two million." Tang Rao remained composed, swinging his crossed legs.

"Tang Rao! What are you doing! Just give the antidote to the Ying Clan and let's end this matter!" Amidst the crowd, Meng Qinhou spoke to Tang Rao.

Tang Rao looked at Meng Qinhou, with a face full of surprise.

"Meng Qinhou, your son was knocked unconscious by the Ying Clan people, and this is how you react? Do you still bear the Meng name? Do you have any dignity left?" Tang Rao addressed Meng Qinhou.

Meng Qinhou: "…"

"Tell me, have you betrayed us? Have you turned into a lapdog for the Ying Clan?!" Tang Rao pointed at Meng Qinhou, his face full of anger.

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